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Kitten Mittens made a triumphant return tonight picking up exactly where they left off - winning! The held the lead from the outset and didn't let go, winning narrowly over Awesome. In fact, the standings didn't change at all the entire night. The standings after the first two rounds held up throughout the entire night.
Spotted Pamplemousse again couldn't breakthrough into the top three as they had a terrible outing. Maybe the new year will bring new fortunes for them. Smurf Grenade fizzled out with a dissapointing performance as the return of Kitten Mittens left them stunned and dropping from first last week to thrid this week.
All in all, we learned that Christian covers of music are terrible and that Kitten Mittens is back on top.
Happy holidays and see you next year!
-Cheems
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Like many of you, I was constantly reminded of how yesterday was December 12, 2012 or “12/12/12” (that’s how the cool kids refer to it). As the day progressed, I found myself trying to encapsulate (1) my rage against this meaningless coincidence and (2)the annoying stupidity of those who kept bringing it up in one awesome word. I had, however, found it impossible to come up with a word to describe these types of individuals.
That all changed in the blink of an eye when I asked the following quiz question: when you have false or unrealistic beliefs, you are either this 10-letter word, or you’re Mitt Romney, or both. Without a moment’s hesitation, someone should it out. The word I had been searching for all day.
Douche-ball. So simple, yet so butt-chuggingly hilarious. My evening was complete.
In a rather surprising turn of events, Kitten Mittens was a no show! After 11 consecutive weeks finishing in the top-2 (including three straight 1st place finishes), they were nowhere to be found. *NOTE TO Kitten Mittens: If I find that you are cheating on me with another Quizmaster, I will come to your house and I will cut you.*
A unusually low scoring night, only 2 points separated 1st and 2nd place. A valiant effort by Bill Murray, Dog Gloves, and Spotted Pamplemousse wasn’t enough to secure a prize. Oh, Losers played too, but predictably they lost badly. Maybe a name-change will turn their fortunes around? Blood Bath and Beyond (first-time players at Finnegan’s methinks) fell prey to a foolish trick, using their Joker on an 8-point round instead of using it on a 16-point round, which ultimately cost them. Smurf Grenades had their Joker to use in the last round and that proved to be the difference. When the blue smoke had settled, they remained victorious!
The challenge has been set by Laura the Waitress (the actual waitress, that’s not a team name). She thinks Smurf Grenade only won because Kitten Mittens wasn’t there to play. We’ll see if this feud can be settled next week!
-Cheems
PS. Big thanks to Sarah and Charles for covering in my absence while I took one for the team in paradise a.k.a Caye Caulker, Belize.
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Disclamer: this blog is a horrible attempt to copy Jon Pio, Quizmaster.
It was a bloody mess at quiz tonight because we had a team Firing a Rifle while balls deep in a Squealing Hog. The team had 3 guys and a girl so it could be a werid orgy i dunno. Then we had Kitten Mittens in the back trying to steal points from other teams. Maybe that's how they won, but somebody forgot to tell them that Kitten Mittens weren't created for Cat Burgulars. Meanwhile people "blued" all over themselves when they mishandled a Smurf Grenade. I've never seen so much blue in my life and I never want to see that much blue again.
I can't believe that Rumplestiltskin slept though the massive horde of Spotted Pamplemousse scurring across the floor. I'm tried from chasing them all around the bar so I'd better write something down before I go to bed. I guess this blog will do.
Oh yeah, your sorry excuse of a quiz master will be back next week. Let me know if he got too much sun on his trip. With how dimly lit that bar is, I'll be surprised if you could see him.
Anyway Quiz, you know that thing I do. Round 6? When I told you it was about faliures, it didn't mean that you all were supposed to fail that round. 3 was the highest score? Pathetic, but not as pathetic as that rally called the Million Man March. I'm Black, I can say that. There's nothing like your dad telling you to piss in a bottle while enriching your cultural values. seriously thanks dad. Last note before I climb into bed masturbating my pain away, for those teams who just had to tell me "X is also known as X". Always remember rule #3 DON'T FUCK WITH THE QUIZ MASTER. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you?